I found this testament to absolute honesty blowing down the sidewalk.
Had the back doors open of our recently purchased used car and were standing, waiting to load an item when Richard reaches in and plucks out from under the back seat: a folded note addressing the former owner. We’ve been pondering the identity of the writer and the content ever since.
Having been in New York City for a bit I became accustomed to parking wherever I could find even a remotely legal space. On returning to Charleston I continued this cutthroat mentality in regards to parking, but ended up slightly inconveniencing some poor person to whom I parked very close. It couldn’t have been that … Continued
In the midst of our uncommonly fierce winter weather this past January, parking became an even more contentious issue than usual. I found this notice on the ground that evidently had been placed on some offending person’s windshield.
I found this in the elementary school parking lot. I don’t think this note is about this parking lot, but probably related to the apartment complex that is a couple blocks away from the school.
Parking in Austin is horrible. Parking in Austin when you’re late to a final is even worse.
It was during a horrific snow storm and I ran out of gas on the way to one of two gas stations open at the time. Luckily I was able to turn left onto a street going downhill and I parked my car in front of an apartment building and coincidentally, in front of a … Continued
I came outside for my lunch break this afternoon to find a note on my bike. No idea who it was from, but apparently they’d really like to park their bike where I’ve parked mine for the past two years.
I found this note on the sidewalk near my apartment one morning.
Found this on our car at our sister’s apartment late one night. Obviously, they need a special spot to load their “loads.” We park there because they hit my sister’s car before, then asked if they could make more room to park there.